Friday, April 22, 2016

LIKE TWO CATS, WATCHING

§Rattling off today's offering. Write a poem for Earth Day, says the NaPo/GloPoWriMo prompt. It's not quite right. I'll probably tweak it at some point, but meanwhile, time's a-marching here in La Manzanilla. We have a plane to catch. Adios from Mexico!Like Two Cats, WatchingToday we are packing and leaving this place.Two cats who adopted us, thinking themselves safe here, fed here, perhaps more than toleratedwatch as drawers empty, bags fill. We chide ourselves for not being reasonableabout how we feel,leaving them to fend, almost for themselves,and we ponder the way we treat our planetin the scale of things, think ourselves safe here, fed here, some of us more tolerated than others, while all around us, really,we are none of those thingsso we go on, waiting for midnight to strike,for time's up, time out,and the planet sighs, shrugs,observes our vain attempts to fix things, prepares to go on without us.

ABOUT PURPLE MOUNTAIN POETRY

Okay, this is it. Where I can be found in cyberspace, should anyone be looking. In real space, I'm surrounded by mountains that often look purple. Mountains, as in those stoic granite guardians that rise above all the trials of the day, assuming your day has trials, and sooner or later, most of them do. This is where I talk about poetry, mostly. There's the occasional rant, for good measure. But no whining. Absolutely no whining.

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ABOUT ME

I've been interested in words ever since I can remember. I write poetry, a little prose, and publish chapbooks through my imprint, NIB Publishing. NIB stands for Nose in Book, where mine can usually be found.